Passing through the streets of the town, although far from the obvious attractions of the city centre, it isn't unusual to get struck by a particular component of the scenery. Having time and the right state of mind, it's beautiful to let ourselves be brought into our own vision, imagining that it is something else, or elsewhere. So, from a glance up while I was walking by the trees that skirt one of the torrents of Florence, originated this watercolour, partly descriptive, partly dreamy.